Holy crap, I love IPO! Danny Echo opened the evening, and Cinderpop (pictured, sort of) are on now. I’m looking forward to The Tomorrows and my favorite boys The Orchid Highway.
In some ways, it feels like a family reunion, but with friends instead of family. It’s all the same. It makes no difference to me.
Straight from work to Pacific Central Station, direct to Seattle from here, where I’ll take a taxi straight on to El Corazon means there’s no time for lunch or dinner. So it’s this crap or nothing.
I can’t wait for tonight!
Today is an adventure day, and tomorrow will be another adventure day! It’s been too long since my last adventure days.
The adventure starts at around 3, once work is over (unless something really interesting happens at work, in which case it’ll be a bit earlier). I’m taking a bus to Seattle to see The Orchid Highway play the International Pop Overthrow. Next week, I’ll be repeating this part of the adventure without leaving town.
They’re worth leaving town for; the band comprises five of the most fun people I’ve ever met. One of them is so fun that I live in his apartment! But that’s another story.
I’ll be meeting up with my aunt and her husband at this show, and it’s been yonks since I’ve seen them. So much catching up to do! So much murky past to laugh over! I can’t believe this is all happening in mere hours.
Everyone names their computers, right? I’m on a first-name basis with a plethora of inanimate objects, mostly musical instruments and computers. I guess that says something about the circles I travel in.
I’ve picked up the nasty habit of alliteration. Every name I’ve given to a computer has started with the letter P. For this and many otter reasons, I’m best off not having kids. Besides, I’m running out of names.
Anyway, Puddin’ Pop is free of her Cat5 tether. I added a replacement battery earlier this week, and my new Airport card just arrived. My iBook is ready to travel with me, just in time for a little trip to Seattle tomorrow.
I’m so excited!
And yes, it’s name is Puddin’ Pop. It’s an affectionate term. This computer arrived all full of crumbs and looking like it had just quit smoking. I can relate to both of those things. And I knew it wouldn’t take much to make it relatively pretty and mostly functional.
And I’m a sucker for a laptop with a built-in handle. I can’t wait to carry this thing around in public.
It’s been a week of new computers. I traded my old Mac Mini up for a shiny new one, and everything about that experience has been wonderful.
Almost as exciting is the arrival of exactly the kind of iBook I’ve been craving for a few years. It’s blue! Aside from a dead battery (which I’ve since replaced) and no Airport card (it’s in the mail), it works surprisingly well for something of its age, and the cosmetic issues have either been delicious challenges little things I’m happy to squint and ignore.
It will never be the adorable little speedster that my new Mini is proving to be, but it has a place in my living room (and beyond). There’s something about carrying a laptop around by its handle that I will never not find charming. There’s some nostalgia as well; nine years ago, I got to borrow one of these little dudes for work. And I did Flash development on it! Man, things have changed all over the place.
I’ve set it up specifically for writing; that’s all it’s capable of doing at a non-frustrating pace, and all I really expect of it. I might even make it through NaNoWriMo this year.
